My Possessive CEO

The moment Gabriella stepped out of the office, the tension outside hit her all at once. Phones rang endlessly, and voices overlapped in rising chaos. Footsteps echoed sharply against the polished floors, and employees rushed back and forth, their movements hurried and restless. The entire office floor felt unstable. Like something was about to collapse. ‘Marry Me,’ the words echoed louder in her head. Her chest tightened, and she tried to push the thought away. “…Have you seen the latest report?” “…They’re saying there was another break-in.” “…this is getting worse…way worse.” Fragments of conversations drifted toward her from every direction. Gabriella’s stomach dropped. Another incident? She forced herself to move. Her gaze shifted instinctively to the large television mounted on the wall. A reporter’s voice cut sharply through the office. “…yet another robbery linked to Kingston Enterprises' fingerprint lock system.” Gabriella’s steps slowed. “…raising serious concer

“Sir, please, I just need a little more time,” she begged. “More time?” he yelled, “Your rent is already two weeks overdue!” “I know, sir, but please. I promise, I’ll pay soon. It’s just that things are a bit difficult right now.” “That’s what you said two weeks ago,” her landlord spat. “Please, I just started a new job. Once I get paid…” “You have until the deadline on that notice,” he cut in. “If you can’t pay up by then, pack your things and get out!!” “But Sir…” The line went dead. “Hello?” Silence. Gabriella slowly lowered the phone, dragging a hand across her face, as a wave of frustration hit her. Her gaze drifted back to the eviction notice she found last night. She held it with trembling hands. Her knees felt weak, and she sank into her bed. This was real. She was running out of time. She let out a shaky breath. Her eyes looked around her small room. She had worked hard to get here. She recalled the night she gathered her life savings and made the drastic dec

The air was thick with tension as they locked eyes, neither willing to look away, staring in an unspoken battle. Gabriella’s eyes narrowed, and Alexander’s gaze hardened, his jaw clenched in a silent dare. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Her mind screamed at her to say no. To walk away. But where would she go? No job, no home, no money. Her fingers curled into fists. Gabriella weighed her options. Deep down, she already knew she had no chance. “Fine,” she said, the word tasting bitter on her tongue. She watched as Alexander’s face relaxed into a calculated smile. He had won. Not like he had given her much of a choice. She was caught between a rock and a hard place. Gabriella felt anger towards him for using her financial situation against her, but at the same time, she couldn’t expect anything better from a cold, manipulative man like Alexander. “Good,” he said. A faint, satisfied smile touched his lips. “You’ve made the right choice. I’ll have a contract drawn up as

Seated in front of Alexander, Gabriella nervously scanned the contract before her with uncertain eyes.The terms were strict and precise. One year of marriage, public appearances, no emotional attachment, though they were to conduct themselves as a happily married, loving couple when in public. The contract also included a confidentiality clause, prohibiting her from revealing the contents to anyone. After the one year had expired, they would agree to divorce amicably, and she would be paid the sum of 10 million dollars.Gabriella stared at the sum that was written in the contract with utter disbelief. She never imagined it would be this large.‘I guess if I’m selling my soul to the devil for a whole year, this should be worth it,’ she thought.With this money, she would finally pay off all her college debt, never have to worry about rent again, and start a good life for herself. One where she didn’t have to worry about whether she would survive till the end of the month before she go

As the work day drew to a close, the office floor became eerily silent. There were only a few other employees on this floor, mostly those who worked closely with Alexander. Now at 5 PM, the occasional soft chuckle or hushed conversation between employees had died down.Gabriella sat at her desk, staring blankly at the computer as the cursor blinked repeatedly. Her belongings were packed, and she was ready to move in with Alexander. At least that’s what she kept telling herself. Then she heard slow, confident strides approach her. She didn’t need to look up to know who it was.“Gabriella,” Alexander said calmly.She looked up at him as he leaned casually against her desk, one hand tucked into the pocket of his tailored suit.“We should get going. I’m assuming you have all your things ready,” he said as he checked the time on his watch.“Yes, sir.”Gabriella hurriedly picked up her purse and threw it over her shoulder. Then she got up and began walking towards the elevator when she hear